Castle Magus

This.

(One thing the girl isn't using is a sleep mask, which [mostly] helps with the "crack of dawn" crap, at the very least.)

Like, at all. (Dreamwidth posts don't count, not really.)

I've left MLP/Star Trek crossover fanfiction behind. (Like, duh, since I haven't written any of that since before moving back to NC from WA). Or, perhaps more appropriately, it left me behind, given I kinda stopped watching MLP:FiM after the start of season 5 or so, even though I always keep meaning to go back and watch the rest of it "someday." (Sure, I'll get right on that after I finish Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon and/or Sailor Moon Crystal which I've also been meaning to get around to watching "someday." In any case, the likelihood of doing that getting me to write another Sailor Moon/Castlevania fic or whatever is about the same as [re]watching MLP is to getting me to finish those MLP/Trek things. I.e. not too awfully high at all.)

But there's always that novel that I've been "working on" for the past... *counts on fingers* ...eight... no, more like almost nine by this point... ...years... ....goddamn..... now... and on which I've made next to no progress for about half that time.

Or the other novel that I've been working on occasionally thinking about for even longer than that, by like at least a whole decade (talking even pre-DigiPen here), and even wrote a shitty prologue for at one point.

Hell, I barely even write in my damn pencil-and-paper journal anymore. Maybe once or twice a month at most, these days.

Thought I'd cheer myself up a bit by listening to some music... but then that just got me thinking about Alec Holowka again... which probably isn't the best thing for my frame of mind right now. And yet, I'm still listening to it even as I type this thing here, whatever this is. Oh well, at least I haven't reached Shivers 2: Harvest of Souls levels of funk, yet... oh... wait... (Seriously, I love that song, and it's my favorite of that soundtrack, but it [and some of the others] can be pretty damn depressing, if I'm in just the wrong sort of mood, which appears to be the case tonight.)

Blargh. Should probably just go to bed already. Enough 報復性熬夜 (and self-referential links) for one night, I guess.

</whiny, effete rant mode>

(EDIT) Just to note, this post was written using my phone this morning, when I woke up (too early, and after a shitty night's sleep), automatically checked my news app, as one does (but, perhaps, as one shouldn't), and saw more of the same bullshit that I see practically every day. I'm not even going to link to it here, because it is all so horrifically enervating and banal. (/EDIT)

Donald Trump is still, to this day, a free man, rather than in prison where he should be. Donald Trump, as of now, has been charged with very few of the myriad crimes that he has committed during his life, before, during, and after his time as *ugh*shiver*threw-up-in-my-mouth-a-bit* President of the United States of America. For the few he has been charged with in the past, his use of dubious and duplicitous tactics has, so far, successfully allowed him to continue being a free man.

Donald Trump is still a free man due in large part to the inexplicable fact that he is an egregiously successful con artist who has duped far too many dumbfuck, gullible morons into liking and supporting him.

Donald Trump is still a free man and is still, both credibly and incredibly, able to continue planning for a second run for POTUS again, due to the fact that those who are in positions to charge Trump with his crimes are, or at least seem to me to be, too fucking scared to do what needs to have already been done. Sure, I'm all about properly crossing all the t's and dotting all the i's and making sure all the ducks are in a row before making a move, but at the same time, enough is goddamned enough. Trump has been a free man for far too long already as it is. And yet, I also get that they're right to be scared. They know full well that if they do charge Trump with his many crimes, he will, again, simply try to use the same dishonest tricks to keep himself out of jail that have worked all too well in the past. They also know that even if they were actually successful at getting a conviction to stick against Trump, the far too many dumbshit idiots that Trump has successfully conned will riot and revolt in response to any attempt to lock away their goldenpyrite boy. Trump knows this, too. He's counting on it.

Donald Trump is still a free man because, at least so far, popularity has "trumped" justice (unfathomable though said popularity is, given what a massive piece of shit he is and always has been). Donald Trump is an obvious criminal who clearly should have already been in prison for years now (even before he ever had the ridiculous opportunity to run for POTUS, let alone somehow inexplicably win), and the fact that he isn't already in prison is utter fucking horseshit (and always will be utter fucking horseshit, regardless of anything else that may happen in the future).

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The article link, again, for easier reference. The above also references 報復性熬夜 and my personal, not-really-serious theory of sleep (and, yeah, I remembered where and when I first heard it, between the time of that post and now).

In related news, I slept like shit last night. In other words, same ol' same ol', nothing new under the sun.

Had a weird dream in which I was laying in bed trying to sleep (imagine that), the door to my room was locked (IRL, the door doesn't even have a lock on it), and my brother (who doesn't live here, but was visiting, in the dream) was trying different keys on it, attempting to unlock it for whatever reason, apparently because he and my sister thought that I'd been in bed long enough. Needless to say, the dream sucked ass.

I've been using a sleep mask for a little over a week now. Got one for $2.88-plus-tax at Walmart a week ago from Wednesday. I won't say it has been a "miraculous" change or anything, because it hasn't, but I do think my sleep has improved at least a little bit.

Mainly because I stay up way later than I should, more often than I should, and thus end up sleeping later into the day, and the windows, even with blinds, still let in too much light. The sleep mask mitigates that pretty nicely.

It's also nice now that I don't have to cover up the modem, router, and surge protector to hide the lights on those on the nights when my sister is going to be here all day the next day (since otherwise I usually just turn all that stuff off when I go to bed), because the sleep mask does a good job of blocking that out too.

Here is a Wil Wheaton dot net post about "revenge bedtime procrastination" (or "Retaliatory staying up late" as Google Translate calls it), which seems eerily familiar to me, though I'd never heard the term before prior to reading that post. Outside of the horrific childhood abuse being a potential cause for it, as I was not abused as a child, that seems rather spot on as far as my sleeping habits go. Incredibly rare is the night that I'm in bed before 1:00am or so, at the earliest. Either I have to be doing something early the next day that requires me to go to bed earlier (in which case I usually dope up with melatonin and/or diphenhydramine around 8:00-10:00pm, then spend a good chunk of the next day feeling like groggy shit [though still better than not sleeping at all, which has occasionally happened as well]), or else I have to just be feeling more shitty than usual, as otherwise I'll be up until anything between 1:00-5:00am (or later), though it's usually in the range of 2:00-3:00am, and there's never really been any good reason for it.

Same deal as before. Lots of Star Trek Q-related dreams this time, for whatever reason. Also, lots more dreams in which I was female. *shrug*

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Here is the continuation of these posts. Same deal as before.

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( Entry from Thursday, July 2, 2015 )

( Entry from Saturday, July 4, 2015 )

( Entry from Sunday, July 5, 2015 )

( Entry from Wednesday, July 8, 2015 )

( Entry from Thursday, July 9, 2015 )

( Entry from Friday, July 10, 2015 )

( Entry from Sunday, July 12, 2015 )

( Entry from Monday, July 13, 2015 )

( Entry from Tuesday, July 14, 2015 )

( Entry from Thursday, July 16, 2015 )

( Entry from Friday, July 17, 2015 )

( Entry from Sunday, July 26, 2015 )

( Entry from Wednesday, July 29, 2015 )

( Entry from Thursday, July 30, 2015 )

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Only made it through a single month's worth of dreams that time before getting tired of it. At this rate, it's going to take me a hella long time to get through all of these up to the present day, assuming I ever do.

I was idly reading back through the pencil-and-paper journal that I've been keeping since January of last year and noted that I'd written about some dreams in that journal which I hadn't mentioned on here, so I figured I'd transcribe them here, just for the hell of it. I'll only transcribe the ones that actually have some substance to them, though, and not the ones that were two line "I had some shitty dreams last night, but I don't remember much of them" entries or whatever (though those are few, since if I bothered to mention my dreams at all, I usually described what I could of them). Also, a couple of these might be a wee bit more... "risque" than the dreams I normally write about in this LJ, so you are warned.

(EDIT) I've gone back and put each dream behind <lj-spoiler> tags as well, to act the same as the <lj-cut> tags, but for those coming right into the post via direct link or something. (/EDIT)

In order from most to least recent (if you want chronological order, read from bottom to top):

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( Entry from Thursday, April 16, 2015 )

( Entry from Thursday, April 2, 2015 )

( Entry from Monday, March 30, 2015 )

( Entry from Sunday, March 29, 2015 )

( Entry from Monday, March 23, 2015 )

( Entry from Monday, March 16, 2015 )

( Entry from Friday, March 13, 2015 )

( Entry from Wednesday, March 11, 2015 )

( Entry from Sunday, March 8, 2015 )

( Entry from Thursday, March 5, 2015 )

( Entry from Monday, March 2, 2015 )

( Entry from Sunday, March 1, 2015 )

( Entry from Saturday, February 28, 2015 )

(Note: A bit before the above entry there was a substantial gap in my journal where I just kind of sort of... stopped giving a fuck about the whole thing or much else besides. I started keeping daily entries again from Feb 7, 2015 onward, but the last entries before that were Jan 14, 2015, and Dec 6, Nov 14, Oct 5, 8, 16, 20-21, Sep 22, 24-25, July 7, 13, June 1, May 7-9, and April 23, 25, 2015. The last [mostly] contiguous daily entry before I really started sliding was April 18, 2014. None of the entries in that period mentioned dreams. I'll pick up from before that point, though there aren't that many more left regardless.)

( Entry from Saturday, March 29, 2014 )

( Entry from Saturday, March 8, 2014 )

( Entry from Friday, February 7, 2014 )

( Entry from January 20, 2014 )

( Entry from January 11, 2014 )

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So.... yeah. That ended up being way longer than I intended it to be, both in length and in the amount of time it took to transcribe all that stuff (literally about six hours). That last entry there, by the way, was the second entry I ever wrote in the pencil-and-paper journal, since I'd just started it the day before.

Well anyway, there they are, all the dreams I wrote about in my pencil-and-paper journal, but didn't write about in this LJ, until now. I had been kind of sort of considering transcribing the entire journal here to LJ, separating and backdating each entry accordingly, but given how long it took just to do this much... eeehhhhh... I probably won't be doing that, at least not any time soon. >_>;

Didn't sleep well last night. Whether that is because of the shitty dreams I had or if those were merely a symptom, I don't know.

Fragments I remember from the dreams:

( Dream 1 )

( Dream 2 )

( Dream 3 )

So yeah, crappy dreams and crappy sleep. One probably caused the other, but I'm not sure which is which.